Nigel says his hotel in Exmouth are just perfect …….. I believe he has his own en-suite, but I suspect that due of the fraught situation chez Le Towers he is trying to stay off piste as far as that subject is concerned.
He says that the Manor Hotel is steeped in ancient Exmouth history dating back to the 1700’s, making it the towns oldest remaining hostelry, and so well qualified for being haunted by wild and marauding Cornish pirates, or even perhaps Franz Liszt, the famous composer, who once stayed there, although Nigel says that when he asked on reception, no one, to the best of their knowledge had ever heard a mysterious and ethereal pianist playing in the middle of the night. What is he like?
He has been made to feel very welcome, especially by the party of birdwatchers who frequent the bar in the evening planning their next “twitch”. He says he has been polite but declined their very kind offer to take him out with them as, sadly, he hadn’t bought his deer stalker and binoculars with him.
Nigel is more than happy to stroll along the beach, popping into the odd tea shop for a piece of Tiffin and chai latte and then mooch round the many charity shops ……
…………… and taking in the wonderful sea views from his room …… much as he loves “our” river back in Evesham, it is the sea, he says that will always truly hold his heart ……….
…… Darrell hoped that this last comment didn’t mean that Nigel was becoming in some way possessed in an Derek Acorah type nature by the spirits of said earlier wild and marauding Cornish pirates especially when he is staying somewhere sooooooo historical. I told Darrell that he could stop thinking like that immediately …… it was more likely that the surfeit of sea air was just making Nigel extra whimsical and romantic and was therefore nothing to do with any sort of demonic possessional activity.
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Exmouth & the Hotel sounds lovely. Nigel is very wise to remain silent on the En Suite situation.
Michele
Sounds great! I am partial to a bit of Liszt! He sounds great too.
I adore Exmouth! I studied for my degree at Rolle College (before it was sold off & largely demolished :( ) back in the 80s and spent three happy years there. Wandering along the beach- walks over Orcombe Point to Budleigh Salterton, trips to see the black swans at Dawlish and, (very importantly), the best cream teas ever at a fab little place in Phear Park. Good times!
Oh yeah, there was some sudying at some point, too.....
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